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Sorry I wasn’t here last week. I was in Kansas City, helping to raise money for the wonderful HERO INITIATIVE (Click on the name and go donate!) so, I could not come to the Bun Toon.

But I did do something this week that I’ve been waiting to do for decades.

No punch line this week.

Just jumping for joy.

Ty the Guy OUT!

Long time readers of this Bunny blog are familiar with my connection to Avengers #58.

It all begins here

I’ve “re-imagined” the story at least twice while writing different Avengers books over the years, and make no secret of my love of the Vision.

But the Black Panther holds a similar place in my heart because of that issue, and I made a point of including Panther as often as I could manage it when working on Marvel projects.

When Dan Slott and I were putting together plans and ideas for the Spider-Man/Human Torch mini-series we did, Dan asked if I had any wishes for the plot. “Black Panther” was my only request, and he appeared in issue #4.

When I was writing the AVENGERS UNITED mini-series in the early 2000s, I was given a set of Avengers to work with (Wasp, Vision, Hawkeye, Ant-Man, Wonder-Man, Tigra, Falcon) and Black Panther was not amongst them.

Nevertheless, in the premiere issue of that series, the Avengers first appear on page 2-3 in a sequence where they’re working out in the training room…

….You’ll notice Black Panther is there, in the background. The story claims he’s “visiting” the mansion while he’s in New York, even though he’s not an Avenger. I’m sneaky that way.

Some months later, the Avengers are captured by the Collector and find themselves on the Collector’s ship, in orbit around Earth.

…you’ll notice T’Challa is there, behind cap’s leg. Apparently the Collector didn’t know The Panther wasn’t an Avenger and he captured him along with the team “accidentally”.

He’s there in the next couple of issues, too.

I made sure the Black Panther appeared in as many issues as the editor would let me get away with. I wasn’t writing the Avengers without him.

Why?

Because the Black Panther is the ultimate heroic character. He’s insanely wealthy, he’s king of his own country, he’s young, handsome and good looking and a genius inventor….but he spends his time helping the less fortunate instead of wallowing in his remarkable good fortune. And unlike Batman, T’Challa’s not doing the heroic bit because of personal trauma or compulsion…he’s doing it because it’s the right thing to do. It’s his moral position that those who can help, must help.

As a kid, I never wanted to be Batman, because of the whole orphaned childhood thing. And I never wanted to be Superman…it’s too weird that you could fly.

But I wanted to BE Black Panther.

Who wouldn’t?

Some pages from the amazing “Panther’s Rage” story that introduced Killmonger and the whole concept of a two hundred page comic book story. Art by Billy Graham (the other one).

Nice job on the movie, guys. You could have screwed it up and ya didn’t. Thank you from this happy five year old boy who waited patiently.

Again, Marvel opens up a movie with a character the general public knows next to nothing about.

Again, the humble Bunny is here to help the novice sort it all out…

I’m actually DYING to see this one. I have a fondness for ANT-MAN that’s almost unnatural…

Ty the Guy OUT!

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During the period of time I was writing an Avengers animated comic called “Avengers United They Stand”, Hank Pym/Ant-Man was the only original Avenger on the team every month… So I featured him as a heroic, smart, funny, charming and all-around cool guy, leading the squad…

I’ve been so busy making Spider-Man comics for the last couple of days that I didn’t get a chance to see the latest Marvel Blockbuster until yesterday. Overall, I liked it, but I still found at least…

SPOILERS IN CASE YOU HAVEN’T SEEN THE AVENGERS MOVIE YET:

I wished Hawkeye had been written a little better, and I think Captain America didn’t have much useful to do in the final battle, and Loki wasn’t as strong here as he was in the Thor movie, but the great stuff with Black Widow and the terrific scenes with team all together, more than made up for the shortcomings. Avengers isn’t the BEST Marvel movie (that’s still Iron Man), but it’s a really fun ride for your buck.

Ty the Guy OUT!

Here now, your BONUS Avengers Adaptation Comics Book Moments:

My favourite Avengers cover I ever got to draw. It featured Devil Dinosaur and the phrase “Dino-FIghting Action”, which is all this young cartoonist could wish for.

My second favourite…mostly because I got to write “Evil scientists stole my love” on the bottom left. I have a “thing” for cover blurbs.

Well, that opening David Bowie pun gives away my age, doesn’t it? (For you youngsters in the crowd, David Bowie was in a band called Tin Machine, go ask your mom.)

Now this:

A couple of weeks back, I was showing off a delightful gig I’d gotten, where I got to ink a cover for the Hero InitiativeAvengers 100 project, inking over pencils by….ROY THOMAS.

Roy Thomas?

Yes, Roy Thomas. The legendary Marvel editor, Conan writer, Avengers creator, and perpetual fanboy penciled his first ever Marvel cover for this project and I got to ink it, and it’s finally up for auction on eBayHERE.

Go bid on the cover, please and thank you. The proceeds go to help out comic creators in desperate time, such as Gene Colan, Russ Heath and other living legends who need a hero in their lives when they run into disastrous health problems and medical bills.

Forget about my participation, you could be the first fan on Earth to have an original Roy Thomas Avengers cover. Talk about unique! Rare! One-of-a-kind! Other synonyms for singular objects!

Ty the Guy OUT!

Click on the image to be taken to the eBay auction page, and throw your money onto a good cause.

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In the spirit of Easter Monday, the day that Christians believe that Jesus resurrected and started showing off a little of that holy spirit, I’ve turned my attention to the subject of resurrection in comic books.

We’re all thrilled that Joker was brought back to life by editor Whitney Ellsworth in his very first appearance. And we cheered Superman, Green Lantern, Green Arrow, Luthor, Bucky, Reed Richards, Captain Marvel and Captain America when they all returned from the dead. And Batman when he comes back, and whoever is next to go…it’s all part of the gig. But what about the mistakes? The horrible retcons and the undoing of GREAT farewell issues? Because I’m a cynical bastard at heart, I tend to focus on the screw ups and the terrible tales…I love that stuff.

And so, on this, the arbitrarily chosen anniversary of one of the bigger resurrection tales in history, I list

MY SEVEN LEAST FAVORITE RESURRECTION STORIES IN COMICS

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#7

RESURRECTION MAN

Today is a good day to die. And so is Thursday. And the weekend is good, perhaps around brunch.

Created by Andy Lanning, Dan Abnett and Jackson Guice for DC Comics in the late 90s, the character of Mitchell Shelly was a lawyer who could not die. Shoot him in the face, he was back in ten minutes, thanks to an experimental nanotechnology formula coursing through his veins that fixed any hole, rupture, exploded heart or crushed skeleton he bad-lucked his way into that issue. And you know, if you left it there, you have an interesting idea. But the concept of an un-killable lawyer wasn’t pants wetting enough for these guys, Old R-Man had a GIMMICK, too! Every time Mitch died and came back, he got a brand new super-power, because you know, that’s logical. Sometimes when he picked himself up off the ground, he could fly, or shoot beams from his eyes, or he suddenly understood the intricacies of feng shui, and it was different every time. Then it got weird.

He developed this device he wore around his wrist called “The Resurrector”, which allowed him to know what powers he would get, depending on how he next died. So it was ENCOURAGING him to commit suicide. It was a Suicide Watch, clearly, but they hadn’t the courage to name it . Can we all say ICCCCKKKK at the same time?

The scripts were actually okay, really, and the art by Butch Guice was excellent…but how could a series based around so wholesome and friendly a concept as continuous suicide ever get canceled?

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Norman Osborn

I'll bet this comic had "meaning" and "drama" when you first read it, suckers!

Oh, THIS old tale. An industrialist ingests an experimental formula, gains super-intelligence-and-mad-strength, dons a Halloween goblin costume, fights Spider-Man, kills the love of that hero’s life, and ends up impaled on his own rocket glider. Gone, dead, gone—a beautifully told tale that runs from Spider-Man’s first year, until issues #121-122. And at least this time, the experimental formula is going inside an INDUSTRIALIST. No more undead lawyers.

You couldn’t bring a character like the Goblin back after so dramatically correct an ending as he saw in #122. But a fleeting twenty years later, towards the end of the universally despised CLONE NONSENSE, we discover that Osborn was alive and well, and had been behind damn near every piece of evil shit that happened to Spider-Man in the years in-between, including the Clone Stuff, Spider-Man’s tax audit, Gwen Stacy’s lost virginity and the death of Aunt May.

The explanation? See, the Goblin had long ago healed himself of that nasty bout of “impaled chest cavity” disease more or less just because he was all “super-heal-y” and stuff, we just didn’t know… and he had more or less just gotten up off the slab at the morgue, replaced himself with a recently chest-impaled homeless guy, and wandered off to Europe to secretly pull the strings of damn near every piece of evil shit that happened to Spider-Man in the years in-between.

A world famous Super-Villain and equally world famous billionaire industrialist, went wandering undead around Europe for twenty years and did not get noticed. Lucky guy was only world famous in the United States I guess.

Though there have been a few good Norman stories of late, the Osborn resurrection made us all victims of the Gwen-Stacy-gave-Norman-her-virginity-and-had-kids-with-him-that-grew-up-to-try-to-kill-Peter story line that made a generation of Spider-Man fans physically ill a few years back. And that I cannot forgive.

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#5

Iron Man – The Crossing – Timeslide

This comic is a good argument for going blind.

Not a resurrection in the technical sense, so it’s lower on the list than it should be. For its sheer nonsense factor, it should be around #2, but here’s the 411: Around Avengers #395, it started to come out that Tony Stark had been a long time agent of Kang, the Avengers time traveling enemy. And now Iron Man was working against the Avengers and the only way to stop him was to travel back in time and pick up a teenage Tony Stark from BEFORE he was a Kang agent, and strap the teenage Stark into some IRON MAN armor and let the teenage one kill the middle aged, drunken Kang Bad Guy Iron Man so he could be replaced by a new, commercially friendly TEEN IRON MAN.

Lordy lordy, it was awful. A special kind of awful. And thankfully, it all wrapped itself up in less than a year, as the entire Avengers franchise was handed over to Rob Liefeld to clean it up, and it was swept under the rug like the skin of a dead animal. Imagine a time when Rob Liefeld was an improvement on what you were getting previously, and pray you never read these comics. Pray hard.

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#4:

Alfred Pennyworth

I'm betting the terrible skin rash is influencing his decision to turn evil.

The granddaddy of the preposterously stupid resurrection stories of the Batman Universe. Show of hands, how many of you knew Batman’s famous butler had died? We ancient fans, in our mid-forties, recall a time (Detective #328) when Alfred pushed the Caped Crusaders to safety one evening, whilst they were menaced by a giant boulder, and he was squished flat by this boulder and left for dead by Batman and Robin who wandered off to put a little Aunt Harriet in their lives. (An editorial decision had hoped that folks might stop thinking Bruce and Dick were gay if they had a spinster aunt living with them. Well, obviously, the gays never go near the spinster aunts!) Sadly, with crime to fight, there was no time to go back and get Alfred’s body for burial, or even to think much about it after a while, and Batman and Robin

Dressing up in swim trunks while Batman pounds you on the chest=NOT GAY.

left Pennyworth’s rotting corpse to the hands of a mad scientist named BRANDON CRAWFORD, who we find out (in Detective #356) sort of fiddled around with Alfred’s dead body, hoping to resurrect him. He had mixed results, bringing Alfred back to life all right, but accidentally turning him into a boil covered telekinetic super-villain named the Outsider. After turning the Batmobile and Batcave against our Dynamic Duo, the OUTSIDER effects kind of “wore off” and that was that. Smiles all around.

And then they kicked Aunt Harriet out of their lives, and resumed what they were doing before all this nonsense began. Alfred NEVER talks about it. Neither do we.

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#3

Doctor Doom

Doctor Doom cannot come to the battle right now, but if you leave your name and power level, he'll get back to you.

I have had enough of bringing Doctor Doom back from the dead. The first eighty-six times they did it, it was all kinds of fun-cookery, but after a while, who didn’t notice the pattern? As soon as someone kicks Doctor Doom’s ass, and he falls off a cliff, into the nether-lava, we all know IT’S NOT DOCTOR DOOM. It’s a clone, or a robot, or his brother in-law, or his chiropractor. In fact, any time you start to think you have the drop on Doctor Doom, you might as well pack up and go home, because it won’t be him. Face it. Doom is a pussy. A complete pussy. He wouldn’t go into battle with a real enemy if there was any danger on the line, and he’s shown it over and over again. He hides at HOME. Punk ass pussy. You know that green costume he wears? It was originally BLUE, but the gallons of coward urine this knee-knocking candy boy has been spraying from his terrified urethra has stained it green over the years.

That’s right, Doom. You heard me. You’re a coward, and I’m calling you on it. What are you going to do? Send your best friend from summer-camp after me in a Doom Suit? Call me when you grow a pair. Ty’s new rule. You CAN’T KILL DOCTOR DOOM anymore. We no longer care.

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#2

Jason Todd. Robin II

Hey everybody! There's no reason not to like me!

If we depend on my obviously fuzzy memory, Jason was either an orphaned circus boy (like Dick Grayson), or an jerk street kid who stole the wheels off of the Batmobile on a whim and became Robin the Second. I seem to recall that Jason was fairly popular when first introduced, and equally unpopular once he’d morphed into the “total douche” version of Robin after the CRISIS ON INFINITE EARTHS (or “Ass-Hat-Robin”, as he was known at the time). But rather than just “improving the writing”, (a tactic abandoned in a number of comics throughout the nineties), DC had a phone line poll to see if the brat lived or died. After a judicial application of tire-iron to the boy’s skull, at the hands of the Joker, the phone calls were counted. The kid lost, and Crap-Robin was mercifully Dead. Gone. Dead. Batman got mopey. Tim Drake eventually showed up as the new Robin. We got on with our lives…

I’ll try to explain this to the unfamiliar, and you’ll believe me insane when I do, but here goes: There’s a version of Superboy from a parallel world, and that world got destroyed before THAT Superboy had much of a chance at a career of super-ing Instead of saving banks from teenage Lex Luthor, Superboy-Prime got to see his universe wiped out, and as a reward, he got to live on a farm in the parallel nether-world of Paradise Wonder Cove Land, with an older version of himself that was married to old Lois Lane. And there was a teenage version of Luthor there, too…with a terrible perm and metal pants. So Superboy-Prime did what any teenager with the powers of a god would do (when the only nearby female was married to an older version of yourself)…he punched the walls of his pocket universe in frustration. And each punch changed someone’s history back here on Earth (including dead Jason Todd’s), because, like, the Super-ripples of continuity super-frustration and confusion, went forth from the parallel world and just…”did stuff” to the universe, man. POW! The Doom Patrol is sort of not dead. POW, Brother Power the Geek has a muskrat farm in Ohio. BANG. What ever the royal f**k your head could blort out, could be explained away by one of these retcon punch things….

NOTE TO EDITORS: You CANNOT allow writers to use just ANY substance to help them be inspired. NO ingesting cactus and anything with little pictures of Care Bears printed on them.

Anyway, a Superboy-Prime punch caused the highly tire-ironed and very much ripped-apart-in-an-explosion Jason Todd to just “wake up” in his coffin and claw his way to the surface. And the digging out section of his week didn’t require any air, but it did require temporary superhuman strength, to push the six feet of dirt and coffin lid off him, but then that went away.

And now Jason’s back. Sometimes he’s Nightwing. Sometimes he’s the Red Hood. Once he pretended to be Clayface pretending to be Jason Todd. It’s all good.

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#1:

Aunt May dies beautifully in Amazing Spider-Man #400.

Comes back with a bomb in her head, about four years later.

If you don't cry reading this comic, you're a psychopath.

At the time they killed off Peter Parker’s perennial pill popping Aunt May, I thought it was a poor choice, as the character was too important to the basic Spidey dynamic to lose (especially after so many other core characters had died… Uncle Ben… high school sweetheart Gwen… best friend Harry, favorite high school teacher Professor Warren, and best villain, the Goblin, amongst others). But it was impossible to argue the story wasn’t touching and memorable. May gets a sense that it’s “her time” and she and Peter go to the Empire State Building, where she confesses to Peter that she’s known he was Spider-Man all along, and she tells him that she’s secretly proud of him and Ben would be, too. They discuss tiny details of their time together, and wrap up a lifetime of love. Then she goes home, lies down, cradles Peter’s face, gets a sudden worrying fever, and dies, while Mary Jane waits in the hall outside with her Aunt Anna.

Go read the story and try not to cry. I’m sobbing like a bear caught in a leg trap just typing this.

But a few years later, Howard Mackie returned Aunt May to the world or Spider-Man using a little known writing trick called “not giving a crap if you suspend disbelief or not.”

Here’s the rub: The Aunt May who died at home, surrounded by family, friends and detailed memories of their lives together, was, in fact, an actress, hired by Norman Osborn, and given DNA altering compounds and plastic surgery to more closely resemble Aunt May…all because Normie wanted to make Peter experience the death of a loved one, essentially as a really mean prank. This was part of his being behind everything awful that happened to Peter scheme mentioned earlier. Why KILLING the actual Aunt May wouldn’t have been a far meaner prank is beyond any mortal mind to comprehend. Instead, the Goblin kidnaps the REAL Aunt May and replaces her with the actress…then, after carefully not killing Aunt May at all, he surgically implants her with a bizarre weapon/device/bomb in her skull that makes nearby people melt into piles of DNA goo if Norman presses a button. THEN, he puts May Parker into suspended animation, to pull out as a goo-melting dead-Aunt trump card, should he need one in the middle of a battle. Which he does in Spider-Man #75.

I swear to god Marvel published it. I didn’t just dream it. It may be the single worst retcon of all time. And I’m including the much maligned BRAND NEW DAY, which resurrected Harry Osborn with the delightfully succinct “I’ve been in Europe”, where the undead are clearly commonplace.

What happened at the editorial meeting where someone said “Let’s bring back Aunt May, wire her head with a flesh-gooing weapon, claim the one in the gravesite next to Ben was a genetically altered actress, and the fans will just ADORE it!”?!? How could a loving and forgiving god have allowed this comic to be published?

HOW?!?

Peter...why won't they let me die in peace...Peter...?

I’m sure I missed some. Hammerhead escaping a nuclear explosion by turning into a ghost. Red Skull becoming a disembodied spirit of hate…and ALL those Life Model Decoys taking one for the team. If there’s an especially awful resurrection I left out, let me know in the comments section.

We’ve been having a ball lately with hauling out unseen work from my brief stint(s) working at Marvel. (A stint that included Mad Dog, Ren & Stimpy, Avengers United, and a few other “seen” projects that I haven’t mentioned in this blog at all.) But I don’t want my fine friends at DC to feel that I don’t love all the unpublished work I’ve done over there either…so today, a face off of unseen odds and ends I found while “going through the pile”.

Seriously, does NONE of my artwork ever get published?

Well, the image of Spidey and enemies ended up being the “biggest” published version of my artwork EVER, even if it never appeared in a comic. It’s a piece of art for what I THINK was a set of ads for local TV guides around North America to promote the 90s Spider-Man TV show. It’s also possible this was meant to be some sort of toy ad, as there’s so many villains in the piece, it seems like they’re on sale. Of course, to the very cynical amongst us, animated super-hero shows ARE toy ads.

But here’s the fun thing…the image of Spider-Man was culled from this art, turned upside-down, and used in TONS of places, T-Shirts, bus posters, billboards, I was seeing it all over Toronto, and it was kind of fun. Then, one day, they blew the central image of Spider-Man to about fifty feet tall, and glued it to the side of the building MY STUDIO was in, five stories up in the air! (Technically it was attached to a building NEXT to my studio, but the buildings shared a common wall. Truth nitpicker Ty!) I heard this was done in a few cities across Canada at least…Somewhere in the mass of photos of my life, is a bunch of photos of that building with the giant Spidey on it and my family posing in front. As the pile gets gone through, those will come up.

Above is the only version I have with the script on it (can’t find the script, or the lettered artwork, for some reason, click on it to enlarge and make it readable) of the GRAY GHOST strip I did for ConEdison’s internal house magazine. I’m going to say this was about five years ago I did this, and I WISH I could recall the specific reason ConEd thought that the Gray Ghost was their perfect mascot, saving the city’s electrical grid like this… But it was in the same box as the original art for the Spider-Man piece, so it comes out this end of the brain hole. I WILL find the final version of this, as god is my witness or I’ll never go hungry AGAIN! Or words to that effect.

These particular strips I DO remember the details of. They were created for AOL’s homepage during a particularly bad flood period during the summer of 2006, and put up to help kids understand flood safety. A heck of a worthy cause. There’s five of them in total (still have all the original art and sketches for these), and I’m happy to share ’em with those folks who weren’t on AOL at the time, and never got to see them. (I don’t know if I still have the final colour versions, but it’s something else I must find).

We leave with a “seen” piece, but not seen in a story I drew. It’s a prop, used in a Paul Pope Batman Black and White story from GOTHAM KNIGHTS, I’ll say around issue 20, but I’m probably wrong. This post card was carried around and featured in the story in four or five panels, but the editors wanted the card to look silver age, and that often means my phone rings.

Next: As promised, the way coolest toy story a boy could have….and of course, a Hoverboy Friday, that will SHOCK AND AMAZING YOU!!!

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Because I’m penciling and inking some stuff for Marvel at the moment, all last week we devoted this blog to unseen artwork I’ve done for Marvel comics in my career. I still have a million more things to show you in that area, but today, I thought I’d spend a little space talking about some WRITING for Marvel that a lot of people don’t know I did, simply because it was for the Marvel younger readers line, and the average fan simply IGNORES them. It’s a pity, because some of the creators who worked for that line were deserving of more attention. Graham Nolan, Norm Breyfogle, and Tom Grummett worked on some of the issues before and after my brief run, just to name a few. And of course, Jeff Parker (now doing well with Hulk office gigs) wrote a SLEW of the Marvel Adventures Avengers books before I got to ’em. But here’s the three I wrote:

The premise for the issues, as asked for by the editor, was to tell stories about Avengers that were NOT part of the regular team…new members joining, or old members showing up for a visit….as a way of introducing the newer readers to these characters. If anyone recalls a post from a couple of weeks ago, I consider the ROY THOMAS/JOHN BUSCEMA Avengers period in the late sixties/early seventies the pinnacle of comics excellence from that period. Silver Age Marvel is Roy and John to me, even SLIGHTLY more so than Stan and Jack, or Stan and Steve, simply because it got inside my brain first. So when given a second chance at these Avengers characters, I went right back to that well of inspiration again and went for the characters originally from that era. Quicksilver, Hercules, and of course THE VISION. Amusingly enough, they ran the stories in the opposite order from which I wrote them.

The Quicksilver story was a fun script. Quicksilver has been kidnapped and forced (in a roundabout way) to betray the Avengers to a super-villainess, the creator (in this continuity) of the Super-Adaptoid. The art was by my good friend Stephen Molnar, with whom I’d later do my STAR TREK GRAPHIC NOVEL.

I’d had the idea for the Hercules issue in my head for years: If Hercules was immortal, why hasn’t he been part of human history? Where was he during World War 2, or the American Revolution. Or heck, ANYWHERE in history? It didn’t make sense to me that so outgoing a character would have stayed hidden for centuries. But what if he had no choice? What if he’d been imprisoned for a few thousand years…buried in lava rock beneath the streets of Pompeii? Perhaps his cousin, Pluto, sent the lava from the center of the Earth JUST to mess with the demi-god. Sucks to be from Pompeii and get stuck in the middle of it, but from there it was easy to extrapolate a story.

For the last story, this lazy, unscrupulous, thieving bastard went after Roy and John’s original Vision two parter AGAIN! Last time (in Avengers United) I re-worked the second part, where the team figures out what to do with the killer android in their midst, so this time, I reworked part one of the original story, and set the killer android against the Avengers for the first time. But instead of ULTRON creating him, this time he’s a creation of Pym’s robotics, Stark’s security tech, and the life force from a bolt of lightning from Ororro/Storm. (Thor was my first choice for the lightning bolt, obviously, but he wasn’t on the team at the time). I’m very happy with how this issue turned out, and would love to re-visit this version of our red and green robot pal, but the series eventually ran out of steam and finished up. Sigh.

Still a GREAT gig for a few months. And dig those crazy Grummett covers!

One last image for the lost Marvel today. It’s an ad I drew for HEROCLIX last year. Heroclix is sort of a game, sort of an action figure, sort of a desert topping. Obviously, with Ultimates Cap and Ultimates Iron Man, standing next to Classis 616 Hawkeye and Wasp, with the Simonson Thor tossed in with the Witch and the Seventies Wonder Man, this Avengers team exists only for this ad…but wouldn’t that be a fun team? Like much of the lost Marvel stuff, I’ve never seen where this ad ran, or what it looked like in colour. If anyone has a copy in colour, I’d die to see it. ALSO: Since last week, I have been told there are Spanish X-Men comics with my art on the covers, taken from the many video covers, and have been promised scans .

Oh, this reminds me…I have a Heroclix story of EPIC scope that I’ll post later this week. It has to do with my eldest son, and a mini-series I wrote that I NEVER thought they’d make Heroclix for.

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BIG PS: As a lifelong Vision freak, I was excited and elated last week to receive an email from Vision artist RICHARD HOWELL, who bought a page or two of Mike Parobeck Elongated Man stuff off me. Richard wanted to know if I’d remembered him…? Like I would ever forget anyone who worked on the Vision miniseries? This fangeek is as fangeek as they come! Here’s one of Richard’s covers below. Thanks for the email, Richard, and best of luck with your current work at CLAYPOOL COMICS.